Chapter 55 The Eighth Servant

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After the Master left, Roland's interest also dropped a lot.

"Next, I'll just slowly control the direction of this Holy Grail War. However, I always feel like I've forgotten one thing."

After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized: "I seem to have promised Matou Zangyan to deal with Darnik, but forget it, that guy can't do anything anyway."

"After all, he is not even the Master... If the Master is happy, we can kill him."

Medea followed Roland's wishes and said that although she knew that Matou Zouken was an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years and was technically much older than her at this age, she claimed to be right. Medea knows a little bit about magic and still has the confidence to deal with her opponent.

"That's not necessary. After all, that guy is still valuable. As long as Darnik is still there, the grudge between these two people will not end. If he really dares to demand me with a contract, I will use Killer Queen's entire Matou family to Explode to the sky.”

Clapping his hands, Roland happily decided the fate of the Matou family. Then, when he turned his head and looked in the direction of the old capital, he was stunned for a moment.

Although many places in Fuyuki City's new capital have become brightly lit due to the impact of the secret Holy Grail War, the old capital has remained largely dark because of a river across it.

Except for the place where dots of flames were burning wildly, dyeing the air orange-red.

"Caster, that place must be Matou Residence."

"Yes, there are not many better spiritual veins in the old capital. That is the direction of the Matou family."

As Caster gave an affirmative answer, Roland's face also became confused: "But I haven't exploded yet? Why are my allies gone?"

Roland was convinced that he did not have the ability to make his wishes come true, which meant that something had really happened to the Matong family.

He waved his hand quickly, letting the shadow wrap himself and Caster, and arrived at the Matou residence.

Unlike when I came two days ago, the Matou mansion that stood there with a history of hundreds of years has returned to dust.

He stood in the night, his red pupils staring indifferently at the hole in the middle that looked like it had been hit by a meteorite.

Before, this place was still a luxurious and majestic bungalow, but now, it seems like it has been erased with an eraser.

"Master, I don't feel the presence of anyone around."

After casting around for a while, he came to this conclusion.

"The Black Shadow Corps did not notice anyone nearby. It seems that they have already left. Judging from the time, I am afraid they did it directly during the battle between Enkidu and Gilgamesh."

Roland walked to the edge of the pit and looked down. Not to mention the wormhole and secret room, the foundation of this place was probably flattened.

"Who did it? It's impossible to make such a big noise without being noticed by others."

Caster also followed and asked curiously.

Roland touched his chin and asked, "Caster, is it possible that the attack here was left by the magician?"

"If it's a trace of magic, there's no way I wouldn't notice it at all."

"Well, that is to say, this is what the servants left behind, so that would be interesting..." Roland raised the corner of his mouth with an inexplicable smile on his face: "Tonight, my ninja soldiers are monitoring all the servants and Master, then, where did this guy come from?"

"what do you mean?"

Medea understood what Roland meant and frowned.

"There is an eighth servant."

Roland announced the answer in a cold voice.

Although the rules of the Holy Grail War were as unreliable as paper, Roland still did not expect that such a loophole would appear in the version of the Fourth War.

This time, although the other Masters showed off their magical powers for the Holy Grail War, they were basically still within the rules. The only one with the ability to break the rules, Caster, was also in his hands.

So where did this eighth mysterious servant come from? Also, what is this guy doing against the Matou family?

"Although Matou Zouken's reputation is not very good, if he wantonly attacks the homeland of the Gosan family who are not contestants without knowing the inside story, he will be hostile to all the Masters. Even outsiders, it is too much. Be bolder.”

Roland's mind moved, and the shadow behind him turned into countless thin lines and spread toward the city again.

With both the master and the followers unknown, the Shadow Corps could not find clues immediately. Therefore, Roland's order to them was to find the person involved.

"Although I don't care about the life and death of that old bug, looking at this indiscriminate bombardment, which is just a pure display of power, I'm afraid I can't kill Matou Zangyan easily. If everything goes well, it won't be long before we know what happened. The true identities of the eight followers are revealed.”

Suddenly, Roland's eyes gradually turned to Yuanzang Mountain in the distance, as if his sight could penetrate the thick mountains.

His brows gradually furrowed, and a wary look appeared on his face.

Since being forcibly selected by the Great Holy Grail, Roland has always noticed an invisible connection, which comes from within the Great Holy Grail.

Roland was familiar with this feeling.

When he saw Irisviel, the traces of the fire demonic energy remaining in her body gave him the same feeling.

However, the signal just now is not comparable to the traces of demonic energy that can only be detected at close range.

Roland's expression became unusually solemn. Even though that feeling had disappeared and there was no dangerous atmosphere around him, Roland would never regard the feeling at that moment as an illusion.

"Let's go, caster, go back first, I hope you can do me a favor."

"I'm happy to oblige. What do you need from me?"

Roland glanced at Medea, who was standing next to him at some point, her face full of shyness and anticipation, and said, "You have a skill called prop making, right?"

"Yes," Medea was stunned for a moment, then nodded in confusion, "Although it was only a B level at the beginning, after integrating the legends of later generations, this ability has already reached an A level, which is basically in line with common sense. I can make items, such as amulets that improve money luck, or even potions that are similar to elixirs of immortality."

This seemingly inconspicuous ability is the greatest value of caster. The props made with Medea's ability will become precious gifts that other magicians can only ask for in modern times. It can be called a walking money printing machine. Even if the master is just an ordinary person, he can be armed by Medea to become a master whose combat power surpasses other magicians.

However, because Roland has no need for this, the props produced by Medea are currently very fragmentary, and most of them are given to Sakura.

Roland withdrew his gaze and walked towards the stronghold, recalling the previous call of the Great Holy Grail.

Although it is unbelievable, and although it is impossible to understand how this was done, the possibility of this happening is not zero if the Holy Lord is the omnipotent model worker boss throughout the adventure.

"I want to make a special prop to test my... guess."